Another romance for the over 40.
Midge Everette: I'm 41 today. It's my birthday, and I'm crying over burnt toast. That's not some euphemism. Literally, I'm sobbing over crusty bread, so I call a crisis center. I just need someone to talk to about life. Only I recognize the smoky voice of the man on the line. Sweet cheese, don't let it be...
Hank Paige: As a former rock star, I once had it all. Fame. Fortune. Females. Except for the one thing I wanted most. Then I lost everything. I fix cars now and restore other people's dreams. I just want to be somebody's someone. And there's a certain woman with captivating eyes who might be the more I'm looking for. For the love of all things, please let it be her....
In the midst of questioning everything, could love be the resolution to a midlife crisis?
Contains mature themes.
